Reincarnation Paradise: Passion Leads to Greatest Success

On the street, in the maze-like alleyways, three figures moved quickly through the dark shadows. Occasionally, their blurry features exposed by the light revealed the figures of two men and one woman.

Seemingly overly nervous, the thin man in the red mage's robe looked somewhat uneasy. After swallowing hard, he cautiously probed:

"Boss Casey, any hound that can get into this world must be a tough nut to crack, right? Um... we can't just skip a world's progress, can we?"

"Hide? Abandon the mission? Rather than be executed by the park, I'd rather fight those hounds."

Hearing the mage's words, the man in knight's armor chuckled in exasperation. If he was afraid of the hounds, why did he dare exploit the loopholes in the amusement park? Only this mage had some real skill and could be of any use. Otherwise, Casey would have loved to slap him a few times to wake him up—trying to run away after getting the benefits? There's no such thing as a free lunch!

"Wind King, those hounds are strong, but their strength is only limited."

Sensing that her boss was a little angry, the woman in the tight-fitting clothes stopped being silent and patiently tried to soothe her.

"The examples from the last world are the best proof. Besides, with me and the boss, one as support and the other as main tank, you just need to find opportunities to deal damage from behind."

"Okay, Sister Hong."

Upon hearing this, the skinny man couldn't help but recall his past battles, and the pressure immediately lessened considerably. Indeed, as she said, during each battle, he only needed to unleash his skills from the back. With Boss Casey's shield and Red Eagle, who was skilled in support, no one could get close to him.

Seeing the mage's fighting spirit rekindle, Casey breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time couldn't help cursing inwardly. He hadn't even met the hounds yet, and he was already so mentally drained. He was simply useless. He had already decided that he had to change teammates after leaving the derivative world. This mage was really useless and would only drag the team down. He dared to call himself the Wind King. He should just be a coward.

As he was thinking, he suddenly saw a person slowly walking out from the corner of the alley ahead. No, it was an alchemical doll dressed as a maid. There were obvious energy loops on the back of its bare hands and face.

At the same time, a large barrier suddenly appeared around them.

"They're here!"

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stopped, using both hands to block his companions on either side. Then, he took out a metal shield the size of a door from his storage space.

"Wind King, apply shield! Red Eagle, buff me! Be on alert! The hounds are coming!"

In fact, he didn't even need to remind them. After they stopped, the two immediately applied shields and amplification skills to each other, with green and blue light rising alternately from their armor.

The three worked together very well, clearly having fought together many times to achieve this level of coordination.

As the one responsible for the team's reconnaissance, Red Eagle quickly activated her skill to check the puppet's attributes and approved it. However, when she saw the puppet's attributes, her gaze froze:

"Strength 23, Agility 20, Stamina 25, Intelligence 23, Charisma 26, what the hell does this five-attribute development mean?"

"What?!"

"what!"

Hearing the information murmured by Red Eagle, the two people next to him were startled. They had seen contractors with three attributes before, such as the hound they had encountered before, but they had never seen an alchemical doll with five attributes, let alone one with such high attributes.

It's important to know that all three of them developed a single attribute, with their main attribute only having around 20 points.

"This is going to be a tough battle. The other side has definitely poured all their resources into this puppet. Let's deal with this puppet first."

Casey gave his solemn instructions, his eyes fixed on the motionless figure of the puppet. Faced with an unknown enemy, he could only grip the shield handle tightly, again and again.

After waiting for two seconds, he got angry. It wasn't for any other reason than that he was the main tank and had to protect the mage and support, so he couldn't charge in. The support also had no reason to charge in. But couldn't you, a ranged mage, use your magic to harass them from a distance?

"Wind King! Are you fucking dead?! Hurry up and do it! Are you planning to wait for her to charge over and wipe me out with a fireball?!"

As Casey roared in fury, the Wind King remained silent; instead, Redhawk let out a mournful cry for help:

"Behind me! Help me!"

Bang... Crack...

A dull thud came from the left, and Red Eagle's cries for help came from the right. Almost instantly, Casey's mind went blank. In a panic, he quickly glanced to both sides.

The Wind King's head had been severed from its body, and its severed head lay on the ground with its eyes wide open, seemingly not understanding why it could be beheaded even with a shield.

Red Eagle coughed up blood and flew backwards into the dark alley. As she flew backwards, her pale blue shield could be seen turning into fragments and dissipating into the air.

His chest was slashed open with a wound that almost ripped him open. What worried Casey even more was that, in a flash, a figure rushed toward the direction in which the Red Hawk flew backward.

"Damn it!"

With their own men reduced to ashes, Casey's eyes widened. She couldn't care less about anything else right now. Saving Red Eagle was the priority. That way, they might still have a chance to fight back. If Red Eagle died, without any support, she definitely wouldn't survive against the puppet and the unknown swordsman.

boom……

Just as Casey was about to move to the rescue, a tremendous force suddenly transmitted from the shield to his arm. The puppet had already rushed over. With just a simple shoulder bump, his face changed drastically, and he slid backward two meters with his feet on the ground.

Even while retreating, eager to save his friend, he still spared some attention and used his taunt skill on the figure that was about to chase into the darkness, hoping that the other party would focus on him and give Red Eagle some time to recover.

"ah!!"

[You activate the skill "Battle Cry". Both sides will enter a phase of assessment based on Willpower, Strength, and Stamina. If the opponent's attribute assessment is lower than yours in any one of these areas, you will be the target of their attacks for the next 3 seconds. During the assessment... The opponent's Willpower is 12.3 times yours, Strength is 1.75 times yours, and Stamina is 0.76 times yours. The opponent's skill... is activated. Stamina assessment is temporarily increased by 10. The opponent's final Stamina assessment is 1.16 times yours. This control effect is absolved from effect.]

"It's over!" 』

The moment Casey regained her footing, despair filled her eyes as she watched helplessly as the red eagle fell to the ground in the darkness, letting out a painful cry. The figure, which did not stop for a moment, chased into the darkness. The next second, the screams disappeared, accompanied by a dull thud—the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

It was too fast, just three seconds. As the main tank, he couldn't help anyone at all. The man with the knife completely ignored him. First, Wind King was silently beheaded, and then Red Eagle was brutally killed. Even now, Casey still felt like he was dreaming—12.3 times his own willpower? What does that even mean?

Could he possibly put attribute points into willpower?